In case I die i want to let the townies know who I had my eye on. I will list some names and some % of my potential mobsters.

Torqez is 70% plus trying to frame everyone and other reasons
Arfeh 60% More then 50/50% on him ,but I could be slighly misguided
thirdrock 40%  Really a good suspect
blackice 35% could be just a noob hard to tell
wendy and glue 25% I feel like they either both are mobsters or neither of em are

why are you defending Torqez I know how the game works 

"why are you defending Torqez I know how the game works "

I have yet to see this.

He had been all day in the hills west of Salem Valley, looking for doves and such small game as was in season. Late in the afternoon it had come on to be cloudy, and he had lost his bearings; and although he had only to go downhill, the absence of a trail and the sudden falling of night made it a tough walk down. Unable in the darkness to penetrate the thick bushes and undergrowth, utterly overcome with fatigue, he laid down near the root of a large oak tree. It was hours later, in the very middle of the night, that he heard a soft voice whispering his name.

Glueeeee.. Glueeeee

Glue sat upright and peered into the darkness looking around. "It's late already, I should head back'" he mumbled as he jumped up. At least that was what he thought he was doing, but his legs seemed to think otherwise. A strange sensation began slowly to take possession of his body and his mind. He could not have said which, if any, of his senses was affected but he knew for sure that his legs were now totally numb. "wtf is this" he screamed.

A sinister laughter arose from the darkness. "Oh Glue my boy, what are you doing alone in the woods. You feeling save there? well you shouldn't!"

Glue cursed and tried to see who did this to him, he placed his hands against the oak tree and tried to pull himself up but his arms denied their service to his will, his arms fell to his sides. Too lifeless and too powerless to move or cry out, he found himself staring into dark eyes of his assailant who was now hovering above him, smiling the darkest smile he had ever seen. The strange sensation was starting to take total control and it was not long until there was no more sight and no more life...

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The phone rang from behind the bar. With a look, he dared anyone in the pub to answer it. On which he started to realise that he was completely alone in the pub. He shook his head as he bottomed his glass of brandy, "I should not drink so much" he thought as he yelled for the bartender. Meanwhile the phone had gone silent and he decided to return home. After pulling on his coat and yelling a farewell to the bartender in the back, he left the pub to face the inevitable cold journey home and headed to the subway.

He arrived on the platform just as the first people were already gathering, waiting for the first train for work. Today was no different than any other day. The noise, the odors, the people aroused no interest for Jets. His only concern was his nice and warm bed.

Behind him, on the stairs leading down from the street, Jets heard a commotion. Someone screamed. A man shouted, "He's got a gun!" As if in slow motion Jets turned as the hooded person raised the gun, pointing it at him. The man screamed something unintelligible before he fired his weapon. Jets saw the muzzle flash, felt the impact, and paused, stunned by disbelief then collapsed in a heap on the platform. From far away, as if down a tunnel, Jets heard voices, muffled, shouting. He could say the person running away in the commotion as darkness closed in.

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The night has ended and with the loss of two innocent townies, the town is now confronted with the seriousness of their situation. The sun is rising and there are mobsters to be caught and a mayor to be elected.

** DAY PHASE ** Everyone has until 12.00 GMT to elect the Mayor and until 13.00 GMT on monday (not BST) to make their choices.

you stole my idea arfeh

nolio

You have nobody to blame but yourself.

True to what I said, I'll put myself up for Mayor.

And those townies thinking this is a mob move....It's not

I think this new role is double edged and whoever takes it, is always gonna be screwed.  But I like to have fun, so I dont mind playing it while there's a chance

If I'm a mob, I'd obviously be always voting out Townies.  So being lynched is logical.

If I'm townie, and start knowing who the mob are (eg, contacted by cops/doctor/special role), then i start movements on mob - therefore killed at night.

Either way, it seems interesting.

Anyway not sure how it works, or if I'm able to vote myself?....so for now:

Mayor:  Torqez
Lynch: TBA

Ok for the fun part!

Mayor:  Wendy (just cause she stressed how much she didn't want the role in the first place so I figure she's not mob)
Lynch:  FrozenIce

I honestly believe Nolio is being set up here. Based on that fact.

Mayor: Wendy
Lynch: ARFeh

i ll go with

mayor: arfeh
lynch: frozenice

this might change as i gain more evidence however frozenice is a noob at mafia and not as entertaining as nolio!

Do a barrel roll Gay10.

As for mayor, I nominate Wendy.